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"Heeyyy, Yaomomo...!"
"Kaminari-san ! It's good to hear you ! It's not like you to call me randomly like that; usually you text ! What's the matter ? Is everything okay ?" The sweet voice and concern of one of his best friend made Denki sigh of relief a bit, and calm down the anxiety he felt in his belly. He gulped, and exhaled.
"I- I actually need some help on something... But- Oh geez why does it have to be so hard-" Grunted the electrifying boy in a loud sigh. Momo let out a soft chuckle in response.
"Is it a girl-matter thing ?"
"... How did you know ?"
"When it's not, you call Kirishima-san and Bakugo-san, Kami." Giggled Momo in front of the confused tone of Mister Jamming-yay. In response, he nervously laughed, and pouted.
"... That's kinda true." Grumbled Kaminari, leaning in his sofa. He heard Yaomomo softly laugh once more.
"Okay. Then let me guess: it's about Kyouka-san, isn't it ?"
"Hiiiii-" He hissed in surprise, feeling both of his cheeks heating a bit. Damn it. Miss Creati was way too clever, he swore.
"I knew it !" Gently laughed the dark-haired woman, rolling her eyes. "Geez, you both are the worse since high school." She mumbled in a small smirk. "Okay, what do you need, Kami ?"
"I..." Jamming-yay gulped, leaning even more in his sofa. Both his cheeks were now cherry-colour, and he just whispered. "... You know that her birthday is in two months, right ? She'll turn 26... A-and- I wanted to- Organise something special for her- L-Like- A surprise concert- I-In which- I'll confesstoherattheendand-"
"Okay ! Okay ! Breathe, Kaminari-san ! Breathe !" Kindly chuckled Yaomomo at the other end of the phone. "It's going to be okay, don't die out of breathe !"
"I- Um- Sorry, eheh..." He answered nervously in a gulp. "I... It's just- I've been taking the time to think about it, Yaomomo."
"Hmm, go on." Softly whispered Miss Creati when she heard the idiot in love going silent.
"... First of all, I really want to do something special for her birthday. Like, reuniting you, Kats, Fumi; and maybe ask Mina and Kiri to help us, and... Playing something for her. I was thinking of, maybe, trying to write a song but... My skills are the worse. ... And ... I...- I know I'm way out of her league." He sighed sadly. "But... I can't keep going like that. A part of me still hopes that something can happen... And I just want to... Finally have answers." He sniffled, snuggled against the cushions of his sofa. Yaomomo frowned sadly hearing him.
"Kami..."
"I want to write her a love song. A song that will express how much she means to me." He grumbled, embarrassed. "B-But I don't know if it's really a good idea. I... I know she doesn't like me back. Recall the dinner we had for Todoroki, she said it herself !!" He bitterly laughed, closing his eyes. "... But a stupid part of me still wants to believe. And I'm tired. I love her like I've never and will never love anyone, Momo." His voice was shaking. "I always want to stay by her side. I rented my Agency next to hers, just so that I can wish her a good morning and a good night. And those feelings got even deeper after the war, as we grew closer. I'm literally craving her presence, her touch, everything. And..." Kaminari let out a slight sob, tears starting to flow down his cheeks. "I want her to be happy. But I don't want to ruin our frienship. It's... The dearest thing I have... And I don't know what to do.."
"Oh Denki..." Softly whispered Momo in a sigh. "... Listen. I understand how lost you must feel. But I'm 100% behind you. I think it's a very good idea and that... You may be surprised, actually, of how she feels."
"... I don't know, Yaomomo ..."
"Well, I am !" The creation master woman smiled, and kindly kept going. "If writing a song is too hard, why not taking a song already existing ?"
"Hmm...?"
"I mean... So that in the end, if things don't end up the way you want to, we can all say "it's us all expressing how much we love you", you know ? Taking a song that can have both platonic and romantic under-meanings !!" Hopefully suggested Yaoyorozu with a wide smile. Kaminari squinted his eyes, and nodded.
"That's... Actually not a bad idea..."
"Listen. Let's call the others, talk about that idea, and see what they think too okay ? And, Kami..."
"Yeah...?"
"Stop thinking you're some sort of loser. Trust me... Kyo' loves you more than you think. You don't even imagine how much she alwaayysss tells me "I feel so comfortable knowing that Jamming-yay is next to me, even if he's always annoying" !" Chuckled Miss Creati, a slight hint of teasing in her voice. Kaminari laughed at her imitation of Jirou, and sighed with a smile.
"Thanks Yaomomo... I knew it was a good idea to call you..."
"Always. That's what are friends for. Let's call the others to talk about that idea, and see when we're all available to meet ?"
"Yeah !!! Sure !!!!"
And on those words, they both said goodbye, and hung up.
Mister Chargebolt inclined his head back, closed his eyes, and loudly sighed.
"Damn it... Why does it have to be so hard..." He grumbled, covering himself with the blanket he always left on the sofa. It was a light purple soft blanket that Jirou offered him for Christmas when he got his apartment.
He stood there, his eyes closed, laying on the sofa and reflecting about everything that had happened until now, for quite some time; if not even an hour.
Kaminari recalled the first time they met. When they were teamed up for the first time, and had to work together. How, little by little, they got a bit closer; as she was teasing him all the time. He ended up teasing her back, and really enjoyed spending time with her.
They both got even closer when Kirishima gathered Bakugo, Mina, Sero, Jirou and him to hang out. Inside jokes, quality and fun times and hangouts, or sleepovers. He loved those moments so much, they were so precious to him. But... They haven't done it in a while now.
Denki felt some tears filling the corner of his eyes.
He recalled the school festival. That was really when he and Jirou really became best friends. He encouraged her, he really wanted to make this show wonderful for her; as he knew how much it was dear to her heart. She was a true Hero, and Charge' knew deep down that she was his Hero, too. The purple-haired rockstar always knew how to motivate him... And he always wished he could do the same for her.
Tears flowed down his cheeks.
He remembered the time they had to fight against Makhia. If they haven't fought against All for One and the league of Villain months later, he would say that was the scariest fight they ever faced.
"If protecting the world is hard for you to gear up for, here's a trick you can use... Just imagine you're really protecting whatever's most dear to your heart."
And he thought of her. Immediately. And felt like he could do anything. Like he was the most powerful thunder that could eradicate everything if you ever tried to hurt what was dear to it.
He felt invicible.
Kaminari felt a soft smile drawing on his lips.
He recalled the war. How pathetic he felt not to be down there to help and protect his friends.
How he found her with a torn up ear.
How he did everything to cheer her up, and tell her how pretty she still looked. How powerful she still was.
He wanted to be there for her. And to protect her.
That was when he realised his feelings for her.
Then, as they grew up to become Pro-Heroes, they drove a bit apart... And that was the thing that hurt him the most for years.
Until he was finally able to get his Agency next to hers.
Finally, they could see each other everyday, once again. Finally, they could hang out, laugh together, exactly like before; and they grew even closer from that exact moment.
But his feelings strengthened too. And now, they were almost unbearable to live with.
Because a part of him screamed he wasn't enough for such a wonderful woman as her. That he was just a loser, next to the pretty incredible Earphone Jack. That he was just an annoying idiot that she hung out with just because they have been friends for so long.
But another part of him yelled that it was not true. That with how close they were, he could actually, maybe, have its chances ! That if she stayed with him, it was because she enjoyed being with him. That he was not that much annoying, or she would have run away from him a long time ago. She wouldn't have been so emotional when he told her their Agencies were going to be next to each other, after all !
But at the same time, he didn't want to ruin the wonderful friendship they had.
He knew he would not be able to keep living joyfully if she was not in his life anymore.
And thus, Chargebolt was torn between those two ways of thinking; unable to determine which one he had to listen and to believe.
He felt pathetic. Laying down in his sofa, crying because he wanted so much to confess to his best friend; but afraid that if he did so, he would loose her forever.
He let out a grunt, bent his arm to cover his face with it, and bit his lip.
"Damn it..."
. . .
~ The next weekend . . . ~
. . .
"Kaminari-san ! Hi !"
"Hey Yaomomo..."
The dark-haired woman moved a bit away from the door with a soft smile to let her friend come in. Kaminari smiled faintly, and entered the mansion in a gulp. Yaoyorozu sure loved fancy spaces. His eyes met with others as he arrived in the living room. He was greeted with wide smiles, and a sudden embrace.
"Kamibro !!!"
"Oi, Kiribro !!" Laughed the blonde while gently patting the back of the red-hair man who just welcomed him. A loud groan suddenly raised.
"I don't have all day, you idiots. You're the one late when it's about you, Sparky, so come sit the fuck down if ya don't want me to explode your head."
"Hi Bakubro, it's also good to see you." Laughed the sparkly boy while letting go of Kirishima to come and sit down. He suddenly received a bump in his shoulder, and heard a clear giggle.
"Hi Denks !"
"Mina !!" Widely smiled Kaminari back, fist pounding her. "It's so good to see you !"
"Hello Kaminari." Also said a low-pitch voice in front of him, as Kirishima came to sit down next to Mina. Charge' waved hello to Fumikage, as Dark Shadow waved back just behind him with a wide smile. Looking at them all, the explosive boy growled, as Yaoyorozu came to sit at the end of the table, with notebooks and pencils.
"Okay, we're all here !" Smiled widely the hostess, clapping her hands together. "As I told you all on the phone, we're gathered today for organising something special for Jirou's birthday ! The idea is from Kaminari-san !"
"It's such a great idea, I love it !! Say say Denks, Yaomomo told me you also wanted to confess ?? Are you really considering it ??" Mina yapped excitedly. "Ouuuhh I knew you were hiding something at the dinner last year I knew it !!!"
"A-Ah-" Huffed Kaminari, surprised and embarrassed. Jamming-yay cleared his voice, and glanced at Momo in a slight pout. Miss Creati chuckled softly, and waved her hand.
"I'm sorry Kami... Mina-san guessed, and I couldn't hide it from her..."
"Hey, Dunce Face." Grunted Bakugo, squinting his eyes. "Finally deciding to tell her ? Geez, for how long are you lovebirds turning around each other already ?"
"Wh-What ?!" Shrieked Kaminari, feeling a strong heat rushing through his cheeks.
"I gotta admit I agree with Kats here, Kamibro..." Approuved Kirishima, patting his shoulder. Kaminari grunted.
"First of all, we're not ! Second of all, she doesn't like me back, I know that. I just... Finally want to get those feelings out of my chest. Maybe it'll help me... Move on, somehow. The only thing I know is that I love her like hell, but I know I'm not her type. I've never been. I'm too annoying for that. But she's also my best friend, and I don't want to ruin that. So... I want to get those fucking feelings out of my chest, and make something special for her. She deserves it." Sadly sighed the sparkly boy, crossing his arms against his chest. Mina threw a sad glance at Kirishima, Bakugo hissed, Fumikage frowned, and Yaoyorozu let out a loud sigh.
"Kami... Hm. Okay, listen everyone. The idea is to let Kaminari-san confess, but also being there in backup if something goes wrong." Softly explained Creati while handing everyone a notebook and a pencil. "The idea is to organise a surprise concert."
"Oh, like at the school festival !!" Exclaimed the pink-haired girl, throwing her hands to the sky.
"Yes, exactly !" Chuckled Yaomomo in a nod.
"And what are we going to play ??" Curiously asked Fumikage, gently patting Dark Shadow's head resting on his shoulder. Momo smiled.
"That's why we're gathered today !"
"Hey Sparky, why not writing a song yourself ?" Groaned Mister Bomberkill, pointing a finger at the blonde. Kaminari blew up one of his cheek, and looked away.
"Because I... My skills aren't good enough, and- I don't want my feelings to be too much obvious, or the song to be too much personal... I also want it to be a collective project-"
"Ugh, bullshit. You should try writing your own fucking song, Kam."
"Bakubro, I think I understand his point..." Nervously chuckled Kirishima, tapping his shoulder. Bakugo sighed loudly, and abruptly leaned in his chair.
"Ugh, whatevs."
"Soooo... Anyone has any idea on the song yet ?" Picked up again Momo, clearing her throat to get everyone's attention.
"Hmm..."
. . .
And here they went !
That was when a long session of brainstorming started.
They looked for songs, for staging, stage props and costumes, etc... Kaminari was more and more excited, and was shining as ever at every idea he heard, or suggested, and liked. His eyes were shining with excitement, and everyone in the room had to admit that it was pretty much heartwarming to see him that cheerful.
After several hours, the only element missing was the song. They really wanted to find something perfect, and had already established a list... But which was not very convincing.
...Until, completely unexpectedly, Bakugo took out his phone, and raised his hand to indicate "shut up" to everyone in the room. All gazes met his.
"I may have an idea. Don't fucking ask me how I know that song. But it can be what we're looking for." He simply sighed, and put his phone on the table, pressing the play button.
"Dream a little dream of me" suddenly started playing. Kaminari had never heard that song, but the more he listened to it, the more his eyes widened and his heart melt into the lyrics and the melody.
It was the most obvious love song he ever heard.
The one thing he was afraid to sing. Because it would be hard to say, if she rejected him, that it was a general love sharing from everyone.
... And yet, deep down in his heart, he knew.
He knew this was the song he needed to sing on her birthday.
The song he wanted to dedicate to her.
. . .
And while everyone was chatting and expressing how much the song really sounded beautiful; Kirishima trying to tease his best bro where the heck did he discover that song, and since when was he such a romantic guy, and as Mister Bomberkill was about to choke him to shut his mouth while the others were laughing; Chargebolt abruptly got up, his chair falling down. Everyone started, and the room became silent as each pair of eyes were glued on him in a surprised expression.
"It's this one." Muttered Kaminari, eyes widely opened.
"Kamibro...?"
"It's this one." Repeated Kaminari in a gulp. "I... I know I didn't want to be obvious. But..."
"Your heart is telling you it's the one." Softly whispered Yaomomo while she got up to walk towards him and put a gentle hand on his shoulder with a kind smile.
The blonde turned his head towards her, and simply nodded.
"Psh. You're pathetic. But I knew you would react like that, Dunce Face." Sheepishly laughed Bakugo, throwing his pen into his shoulder. Kaminari let out a gasp, and caught the pen in a groan. "Fine then, let's go for this one."
"Looks perfect to me!!! Ouuuhh this is so exciting!!!"
"By the way, Kaminari." At the serious tone used by Katsuki, Kaminari frowned a bit in worry, and looked straight at him. The explosive man pointed his finger at him, and frowned. "If you ever hurt her, I'll genuinely fucking kill you, Sparky. Understood ? Because if you're really the stupid and annoying guy you say you are, I would never let ya touch her or approach her in any ways possible." Mister Bomberkill then grinned at him.
And Kaminari understood the meaning of his sentence.
It was a way of saying "just believe in yourself, dumbass." It was Bakugo's way to encourage him.
... Even though the death look on his face clearly made Kaminari understand that he was completely serious on the "I'll kill you if you hurt her."
. . .
Eventually, the blonde took a deep breathe, and proudly raised his head, frowning with a wide smile on his lips.
"... Fine, let's get to work guys. We have a little less than two months to organise everything !!"
And as everyone cheered, they decided to stop for the day; and just to spend the end of the afternoon playing some video games, and chatting. Exactly like they did back in high school.
. . .
After that, they reunited on each weekend to prepare their little secret birthday concert.
Bakugo was at the drums, Fumikage at the guitar, Yaoyorozu at the synthetiser. Mina and Kirishima were taking care of the back-up chorals and general atsmosphere, with the help of Sero, who joined the project too; whereas the rest of the class was let into the secret - as Kaminari really wanted everyone to be here; even though no one except the little group knew he was actually going to confess, they just thought it was a simple birthday surprise party -. As for Kaminari, he was also going to play the guitar, but also be the main singer.
He had trained hard every single day to improve his singing skills, and it was entirely fruitful ! Momo had encouraged him a lot, and was very proud of how fast he actually got better.
When they knew the project was finally all set, they rented a concert hall to train for two weeks before the actual performance.
. . .
... And now ...
. . .
"Kamibro, you ready...?"
Kaminari was looking at his reflection in the mirror of his dressing room. He was sweating a bit, and felt like his heart was going to get out of his chest. He was startled by the voice of his best friend, and slowly tilted his head towards him with a nervous smile.
"Y-Yeah..."
"Cm'on... It's going to be fine. You're gonna rock this !!! Plus, everyone is here. We're all rooting for you man." Tried to reassure Kirishima as he gently reached to set one of his hand on his shoulder. Kaminari took a deep breathe, and nodded.
"Thanks, Eiji'. Means a lot."
"DEEENKKSSS I SAW HER SHE'S IN THE PUBLIC!!!" Shouted a high-pitched voice running towards them. Kaminari gulped, and suddenly grew pale. Kirishima frowned, and grumbled while slightly hitting the pink-haired girl's shoulder.
"Mina !!! He's already enough stressed out !!! We got some minutes left, so shoo !!" Sighed the sharky boy, as Mina entertwinned her fingers in an apology.
"O-Oh!!! I'm sorry!!!" She cried, embarrassed. "I'm just a bit nervous too !"
"Well don't put your nervousness on him more than he already is dummy, shoo I said !!!" Sighed Kirishima as he waved his hand. Mina chuckled, and leaned instead towards him to quickly leave a peck on his cheek. The Alien Queen then gently patted Denki's shoulder in a wide smile, telling him he was going to do perfect and that she believed in him, before running away, leaving them both... Speechless. And leaving a flustered Kirishima as well; as his cheeks had turned the colour of his hair. He let out a grunt, and turned back to his best friend. Seeing him embarrassed relaxed a bit the sparkly boy, as he chuckled softly. "Kami. No comment."
"Yeah, yeah, sure bro'..."
. . .
And after a "good luck!" embrace, Kaminari ran backstage to grab his guitar, and joined the other members of the group who were waiting for him.
Momo greeted him with a quick embrace and a gentle smile; Fumikage thumbed up at him with Dark Shadow, and Bakugo bumbed his shoulder in a grunt.
"We're gonna fucking rock this exactly like at the Festival back then. So I hope you're ready to give it your all, Dunce Face."
"Thanks, Bakubro..."
. . .
And the lights were suddenly switched down.
It was their signal.
The "it's your turn" go.
. . .
Meanwhile, in the audience, a purple-haired girl was confusedly looking around her.
No one of her friends had wished her a happy birthday... And yet Ochaco had called her to bring her to a concert ? Where all the members of the class were also called to ? But at the same time, she couldn't see everyone ?
What the heck was that mockery ?
It would be a euphemism to say she felt disoriented and confused. She was even disappointed. Not by everyone but... Momo, Mina and Kaminari forgetting her birthday, and not even being here today ?
It even had been two months since she could really spend time and hang out with any of them.
What was happening...? Why were they driving away from her like that ?
She let out a sad sigh. She was not excited to be here at all. And if Ochaco hadn't dragged her by force, she wouldn't be there at all.
And as the light were turned off, she felt a hand on her shoulder. Startled a bit by the gesture, she could feel the brown-haired girl smile, and the gentle rubbing of a thumb against her shoulder.
"Be ready, Kyouka-chan..." Gently giggled Ochaco.
And as she was about to answer, the lights were suddenly turned on once again, and a marvelous stage illuminated the whole concert hall.
"Hello everyone !"
Her eyes widened. She couldn't believe it.
"We are gathered here today to celebrate a special event !"
Her gaze went from one person talking to the other. She would recognise them anywhere.
"We wanted to do something special, so please forgive us for not telling you anything."
She felt tears filling her eyes.
"Tch. You'd better like this, because damn how much we trained for it."
She let out a chuckle when she heard a slight whisper groaning "Bakubro!!!", before that same voice cleared his throat, and got closer to the mic, smiling softly.
She felt his eyes looking for something... Until they met her gaze. And, when done, his smile widened, and his pupils sparkled like she never saw them sparkle.
"... Happy birthday Jirou-Jack." He whispered kindly, squinting his eyes in the most tender look he ever done to her.
And suddenly, some soft drums started to play, followed by a sweet music box sound from the synthe. And both guitars started to play, one playing the back melody, the other one the principal. The rhythm was smooth, slow, and peaceful.
And Kyouka's eyes widened when she noticed his lips starting to move. Was he really going to...?
. . .
"Stars shining bright... Above you..."
"Night breezes seem to whisper... "I love you"..."
Opening her lips in surprise, the purple-haired girl felt a shiver down her spin hearing his voice. He sounded so... Soft. And so... Sincere. It left her entirely unsettled.
"Birds singing in the sycamore trees..."
"Dream a little dream of me..."
His eyes were not leaving hers. His gaze was glued to hers. And she couldn't look away either.
"Say "nighty-night" and kiss me..."
"Just hold me tight, and tell me you'll miss me..."
The frankness in his tone. The softness with which he looked at her. The soft grin on his lips.
"Stars fading but I linger on, dear..."
"Still craving your kiss..."
... All of that made her heart flutter. She felt a deep, soothing warmth slowly enveloping her heart and throat. Her breathing was shaky, her heart beating loudly in her ears. Yet, the only thing she could hear was his voice...
"I'm longing to linger till dawn, dear..."
"Just saying this, yes..."
... Yet, the only thing she could feel was his tender look covering her like a blanket. Suddenly, she felt tears flowing down her cheeks.
"Sweet dreams, 'till sunbeams find you..."
"Sweet dreams that leave all worries behind you..."
The concert hall was crowded with all the members of the class. And yet, she felt like right here, right now, only the two of them were there. Face to face. Sweetly and truthfully letting the feelings they had both hidden for years deep in their heart awaken and speak the truth. They were both looking at each other with such tenderness... And of course everyone had understood by now what that concert was really about. Side-looking at her, Ochaco let out a soft chuckle noticing how touched the rockstar girl looked; both of her hands covering her mouth as tears flowed down her cheeks.
"But in your dreams, whatever they be..."
"Dream a little dream of me..."
And suddenly, another shiver ran across Jirou's spin.
She couldn't hold it anymore. No, she couldn't hold it anymore at all.
"Stars fading but I linger on, dear..."
"Still craving your kiss..."
Taking a shaking breathe, she gulped. Her legs were quivering, her hands slowly moving down her mouth. Her lips were shaking as well, and she was quietly sobbing.
"I'm longing to linger till dawn, dear..."
"Just saying this, yes..."
She wanted to move. But she knew that, if she did, she would fall on her knees.
"Sweet dreams, 'till sunbeams find you..."
"Sweet dreams that leave all worries behind you..."
She needed to move. She needed to get closer to that stupid stage right now. She needed to yell her feelings as well.
"But in your dreams, whatever they be..."
She had to do it now. Because she saw his look growing sad. She felt his voice cracking just a bit. As he was closer to the end of the song, she saw his lips shaking.
"Dream a little dream of me..."
He whispered the last words of the song, before the music slowly faded away.
She saw his tears in the corner of his eyes as the whole music hall became quiet, she heard his little sob in the crushing silent.
And suddenly, it was like a lightening stroke squeezed her legs, and enabled her to move. Widening her eyes, she could finally set forth; and shouted at everyone to move away as she started running towards the stage.
Kaminari did not have the time to think about what just happened.
In a rush, she jumped on stage; and wrapped her arms around his neck to bring his face close to her and press her lips abruptly against his.
In a gasp, he barely had the time to push the guitar behind his back for her not to get hurt, and not lose balance in order not to fall backwards.
Staying still for a second, the blonde finally realised that yes, the love of his life was literally kissing him right in this instant.
... In front of everyone.
But he did not care about that detail for now.
The sparkly boy quickly wrapped his arms around her waist, and passionately answered her kiss, turning a bit around to hide them just slightly from everyone in the crowd, who suddenly yelled and cheered as loud as possible. Bakugo rolled his eyes with a mischievous grin, Fumikage turned around, embarrassed, Mina and Kirishima hugged and cheered backstage, and Momo smiled softly, joining her hands together.
Even with all the cheering noise, the two lovebirds did not pulled away. The purple-haired girl had her earphone jack wrapped behind his neck, and both of her hands cupping his cheeks; while the blonde had both his arms wrapped around her waist, holding her as close to him as he could. Out of breathe, both finally moved their head away, and opened their eyes to finally look at each other.
"Idiot..." Was the first word Jirou muttered, pressing her forehead against his. In response, her favourite Jamming-yay chuckled, and sniffled.
"I know... But I gotta admit I wasn't expecting that..."
"Shut up... Just shut up you fucking idiot... We'll talk after." Groaned the rockstar girl as she pulled his cheeks towards her to kiss him passionately once more.
Both had actually forgotten a bit they were not alone.
And remembered it as fast as they forgot it when another cheer and cry came from the whole crowd, including the band on stage.
Brutally pulling away, both glanced at each other and gulped. Jirou stuttered nonsense and quickly hid herself behind Kaminari in a loud embarrassed moan, while Mister Chargebolt nervously chuckled, looking down. Their faces were cherry-colour, and their body shaking like new-born fawns.
They were both flustered mess.
"Okay ! Thank you everyone for coming to the concert ! Curtain closing !" Cheerfully giggled Yaoyorozu to get them out of that awkward situation.
Both gave her a thank-you look, as Kirishima and Mina closed the curtain backstage.
Gently grabbing her wrist, the sparkly boy turned towards his love and kindly smiled at her.
"Let's go backstage... I think there are many things we need to talk about."
"You guys are fucking idiots. But congrats." Groaned Bakugo while walking past them, gently smacking the purple-haired girl shoulder. She huffed, but let out a nervous chuckle.
Then, her eyes met with her best friend's one, and their saviour of the moment. Momo then looked up at Kaminari in a wide and soft smile, as they were walking towards the dresser rooms.
"I told you, Kami..." She whispered with a wink, before walking faster past them, leaving them alone.
The two lovebirds looked at one another, and walked quickly towards Denki's dresser room.
When finally inside, the blonde locked the door - in order not to have a Mina for example spying on them -, and was about to turn around; when he felt two sets of arms wrapping themselves around his waist, and heard a slight sob. Widening his eyes, the blonde quickly turned around and grabbed Jirou's shoulder to pull her against his chest, wrapping his arms around her in a tight embrace.
"You fucking idiot... You... Fucking... Idiot..."
"J-Ji', I..." He kindly whispered, rubbing her back. The purple-haired girl did not let him the time to keep going, and just extended her earphone jack to caress his cheek.
"Please tell me you fucking didn't answer to my kiss because you felt you had to... Please tell me it's because you wanted to..."
"Do you think I would have chosen a love song if that wasn't the case...?" Lightly chuckled the sparkly boy while burying his face in her hair. He heard her grumble, and sniffle.
"Shut up, I'm not joking..."
"I'm not joking either... Kyouka..."
A shiver was drawn all along her spin hearing her first name.
In an embarrassed groan, she snuggled against his shoulder, as he was holding her as close as possible.
"... Does that mean that you love me...?" Whispered the rockstar girl, her head nuzzled in his neck. She heard him sigh and grin against her head.
"I could... Ask you the same..."
"Fuck you, do you really think I would kiss someone I don't like...?" Groaned Jirou while poking his cheek with her jack. In response, Kaminari chuckled, and opened his eyes in a sigh.
"I always thought I wasn't your type..." He murmured, barely above a whisper. Widening her eyes, Jirou gasped of surprise, and hugged him even tighter.
"What...? What the fuck are you saying...?" She whispered, her voice shaking. He hadn't even started his next sentence, that the reason already hit her. And she felt like an idiot.
"During the dinner... Remember... You..." Jirou ground her teeth, and grabbed her shirt hearing his voice shaking a bit more.
"... Kami ..." She whispered softly.
"You said it yourself..." Kaminari nervously laughed, and gulped in panic. The purple-hair girl grunted, and tightened her grip on his shirt.
"Kami...!" She exclaimed a bit louder.
"That it... It was not this way, and-" The blonde started sobbing slightly. No, she couldn't let him keep believing such things. Thus, she quickly grabbed his shoulder, and moved her head away a bit to face him.
"DENKI !" She shouted, tears in her eyes.
"!!!!" Kaminari opened her mouth, his eyes locked into hers. Kyouka took a deep breathe, and frowned sadly, wrapping her earphone jack around them both to keep their body pressed against once another, while her thumb were very softly caressing his cheeks.
"I said that because I thought you would never love me this way...!" She squeaked, looking at him as gently as she was able to. The electrifying blonde opened widely his eyes of surprise.
"... What ...?"
"Well yeah, duh !!! I mean-" Nervously laughed Miss Earphone Jack, trying not to look away. Charge' sniffled, and while keeping an arm around her waist, lifted the other one to gently cup her cheek with his hand.
"How could you... I mean..." Denki sighed, and bent to gently press his forehead against hers. "I've always... Only had eyes for you, Kyouka..." He murmured, in such a sweet tone Jirou never heard before.
"!!!!!- I- I- Y-You-" Left speechless, the purple-haired girl felt a furious blush running across her cheeks, and her heart skipping a beat. She gulped, but didn't have time to answer, as her favourite dumbass picked up the rest of his thoughts again.
"I mean... You're literally the coolest girl I've ever met. You rock so much !!! You're classy, kind-hearted, funny, so pretty, and-" She had heard enough. She was already feeling like her heart was about to explode in her rib cage. And she knew that her face must look as red as Kirishima's hair by now. Quickly grabbing the collar of his shirt, she pushed herself up on her tiptoes, looking straight at his lips, then back at his eyes with a serious frown.
"Just shut up and kiss me you fucking idiot." She mumbled, barely above a murmur. A bit surprised, Kaminari felt a shiver running across his spine, and gulped. But he finally leaned forward for their lips to meet once again, his hands firmly holding onto her hips; as she wrapped her arms around his neck in response.
And they stood there for quite some minutes.
Finally able to express and confess the love they have been refraining and keeping locked inside of their heart for so many years.
Finally able to show each other how much they actually love the other.
Neither of them believed that what just happened was true.
Yet, the warmth of their lips pressed against one another; the ticklish breeze of their breathing against their nose; the tenderness with which Kyouka rubbed his hair; the softness with which Denki caressed her back... All of that proved to them that yes, it was real.
"It's not like that !" ... The purple-haired girl had said that because she was convinced he did not like her back. At least, not this way. It had been years that she was convinced with that idea. And yet, it had been years that the only one she loved that way, was him.
Mister "I flirt with everyone" was actually doing that only because he was sure the love of his life would never like him back. He thought he was way out of her league. Yet, the only one he always truly loved that way, was her.
And now, thanks to that "childish musical idea" as Bakugo had called it... They were finally able to express how deeply they loved each other.
"As Music gains Sparks thanks to Electricity...
... Lightening with no Sound is a pulse with no wings."
Their love was their striking light...
... And their "Striking Note".